Ah, Hugh Crimble cried, thats what deprives me of my rest and, as a lover of our vast and beneficent art-wealth, poisons my waking hours. That art-wealth is at the mercy of a leak there appears no means of stopping. She had tapped a spring in him, clearly, and the consequent flood might almost at any moment become copious. Precious things are going out of our distracted country at a quicker rate than the very quickesta century and more agoof their ever coming in.
She was sharply struck, but was also unmistakably a person in whom stirred thought soon found connections and relations. Well, I suppose our art-wealth came insave for those awkward Elgin Marbles!mainly by purchase too, didnt it? We ourselves largely took it away from somewhere, didnt we? We didnt grow it all.
We grew some of the loveliest flowersand on the whole to-day the most exposed. He had been pulled up but for an instant. Great Gainsboroughs and Sir Joshuas and Romneys and Sargents, great Turners and Constables and old Cromes and Brabazons, form, youll recognise, a vast garden in themselves. What have we ever for instance more successfully grown than your splendid Duchess of Waterbridge?
The girl showed herself ready at once to recognise under his eloquence anything he would. Yesits our Sir Joshua, I believe, that Mr. Bender has proclaimed himself particularly after.
It brought a cloud to her friends face. Then hell be capable of anything.
Of anything, no doubt, but of making my father capable! And you havent at any rate, she said, so much as seen the picture.
I beg your pardonI saw it at the Guildhall three years ago; and am almost afraid of getting again, with a fresh sense of its beauty, a livelier sense of its danger.
Lady Grace, however, was so far from fear that she could even afford pity. Poor baffled Mr. Bender!
Oh, rich and confident Mr. Bender! Crimble cried. Once given his money, his confidence is a horrid engine in itselftheres the rub! I dare saythe young man saw it allhe has brought his poisonous cheque.
She gave it her less exasperated wonder. One has heard of that, but only in the case of some particularly pushing dealer.
And Mr. Bender, to do him justice, isnt a particularly pushing dealer?
No, Lady Grace judiciously returned; I think hes not a dealer at all, but just what you a moment ago spoke of yourself as being.
He gave a glance at his possibly wild recent past. A fond true lover?
As we all were in our lucky timewhen we rum-aged Italy and Spain.
He appeared to recognise this complicationof Benders voracious integrity; but only to push it away. Well, I dont know whether the best lovers are, or ever were, the best buyersbut I feel to-day that theyre the best keepers.
The breath of his emphasis blew, as her eyes showed, on the girls dimmer fire. Its as if it were suddenly in the air that youve brought us some light or some helpthat you may do something really good for us.
Do you mean mark down, as they say at the shops, all your greatest claims?
His chord of sensibility had trembled all gratefully into derision, and not to seem to swagger he had put his possible virtue at its lowest. This she beautifully showed that she beautifully saw. I dare say that if you did even that we should have to take it from you.
Then it may very well be, he laughed back, the reason why I feel, under my delightful, wonderful impression, a bit anxious and nervous and afraid.
That shows, she returned, that you suspect us of horrors hiding from justice, and that your natural kindness yet shrinks from handing us over!
Well, clearly, she might put it as she likedit all came back to his being more charmed. Heaven knows Ive wanted a chance at you, but what should you say if, having then at last just taken you in in your so apparent perfection, I should feel it the better part of valour simply to mount my bike again and spin away?
I should be sure that at the end of the avenue youd turn right round and come back. Youd think again of Mr. Bender.
Whom I dont, however, you seeif hes prowling off therein the least want to meet. Crimble made the point with gaiety. I dont know what I mightnt do to himand yet its not of my temptation to violence, after all, that Im most afraid. Its of the brutal mistake of ones breakingwith ones priggish, precious modernity and ones possibly futile discriminationsinto a general situation or composition, as we say, so serene and sound and right. What should one do here, out of respect for that felicity, but hold ones breath and walk on tip-toe? The very celebrations and consecrations, as you tell me, instinctively stay outside. I saw that all, the young man went on with more weight in his ardour, I saw it, while we talked in London, as your natural setting and your native airand now ten minutes on the spot have made it sink into my spirit. Youre a case, all together, of enchanted harmony, of perfect equilibriumtheres nothing to be done or said.
His friend listened to this eloquence with her eyes lowered, then raising them to meet, with a vague insistence, his own; after which something she had seen there appeared to determine in her another motion. She indicated the small landscape that Mr. Bender had, by Lady Sandgates report, rapidly studied and denounced. For what do you take that little picture?
Hugh Crimble went over and looked. Why, dont you know? Its a jolly little Vandermeer of Delft.
Its not a base imitation?
He looked again, but appeared at a loss. An imitation of Vandermeer?
Mr. Bender thinks of Cuyp.
It made the young man ring out: Then Mr. Benders doubly dangerous!
Singly is enough! Lady Grace laughed. But you see you have to speak.
Oh, to him, rather, after thatif youll just take me to him.
Yes then, she said; but even while she spoke Lord John, who had returned, by the terrace, from his quarter of an hour passed with Lady Imber, was there practically between them; a fact that she had to notice for her other visitor, to whom she was hastily reduced to naming him.
His lordship eagerly made the most of this tribute of her attention, which had reached his ear; he treated ither Oh Lord John!as a direct greeting. Ah Lady Grace! I came back particularly to find you.
She could but explain her predicament. I was taking Mr. Crimble to see the pictures. And then more pointedly, as her manner had been virtually an introduction of that gentleman, an introduction which Lord Johns mere noncommittal stare was as little as possible a response to: Mr. Crimbles one of the quite new connoisseurs.
Oh, Im at the very lowest round of the ladder. But I aspire! Hugh laughed.
Youll mount! said Lady Grace with friendly confidence.
He took it again with gay deprecation. Ah, if by that time theres anything left here to mount on!
Let us hope there will be at least what Mr. Bender, poor man, wont have been able to carry off. To which Lady Grace added, as to strike a helpful spark from the personage who had just joined them, but who had the air of wishing to preserve his detachment: Its to Lord John that we owe Mr. Benders acquaintance.
Hugh looked at the gentleman to whom they were so indebted. Then do you happen to know, sir, what your friend means to do with his spoil?